My father
Was killed
By the father of the gods

His sword
Shattered
To dust

Born of Odin's fury
Destined to be immortal
With a sword that cuts through the anvil
I will ride the son of Sleipnir

I ll slay the dragon
And bathe in its blood
I ll feast on its heart
Siegfried, the immortal and wise

Poisoned to forget who my woman was
Deceived despite wisdom, slain in slumber